Catch the bus by half past three
Otherwise you'll find you're walking home.
The forecast is for rain,
Two weeks in an awkward squeeze
He just ignores the phone and turns
The t.v. up when he gets in.

My favourite things has gone away,
And I know it won't be easy now - but I'll manage somehow
I stole his shoes and ran away
Trying jolly hard to see if we can catch round the bend
Oh no!

Back in your garden feel the rain
Hear the pitter and the patter
Hear the clock as time ticks by
You told me to get some help
Well help yourself just help yourself
I'm not the only one who feels this way.